The Essence of a Dragon chapter 2: Dragon Games
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Love Conflict
essence nodded and let go of eipe's neck and stood on the ground. when eipe stood he was like a giant almost to essence. "what is your name young one?" asked the eipe. essence stuttered at first." its e-essence sir but my mother called me moon."
Chosen: Chapter Six
"i thought it would help illustrate your life essence. it's kind of how essence flows through all living things... just my way of explaining it."
Chapter 4: The Admission
"you can't seriously be suggesting that what happened was because of an essence, can you?" "it would make sense. in theory an essence could have taken control." ian held up a hand to interrupt. "sorry, essences are what, exactly?"
Chapter 6: The Doubt
"his essence, it feels almost tangible at times. after just over a week that dragon has been able to imprint his essence onto every one of the recruits."
Blossoming
He knew the black essence was nearly at the bank. finn reached out and felt the essence of the creature, but something was not quite the same about this essence compared to other black essences. the essence felt familiar, like he'd felt it before.
Interwoven Souls - Chapter 10: The Essence of Life (Part 1)
In that way, the essence of the spirits from long ago helped to make the future better with what they left behind.
Interwoven Souls - Chapter 10: The Essence of Life (Part 2)
He followed behind them both for a few paces, relishing the tranquility encapsulating the forest as the leaves on the trees danced softly in the midday breeze. Their music was like a warmth in the background of the peacefulness, something that...
Omnipocalypse: Reign of Rats: Yeen Queen, Chapter 1
We've got clan fleshmyth, they do essence-related stuff. mark the freeform essence as an implanted essence, mark the source as from a player. players can craft that stuff, eventually.
Desolation of Tiamat Pt. 1 of 5
essences twanged with those of the shrew creatures and i knew their kinship.
Alchemical Shortages
Once finished, we marked his blank canvas of skin with the proper glyphs, the ink rich in essence, and began the work.
Tales of broken fang, blue feather and silver moon - Night of Festival
All that essence... was it coming from her? he tried to determine the source of it and sighed with relief, whatever was the source, it wasn't her. well, whatever was the source, a lot of essence went through her, did she felt it? he wondered.